I'm in Demacia, I just became a mage

In case it is really wiped out...

He just sensed it with the characteristics of the spirit body from a long distance away, but he didn't receive any goods, and the feedback was that there was nothing there.

As we all know, every

When this happens, there is no need to prove it—something must have happened there, and it is most likely caused by the ancient fear Fiddlesticks.

In the background story, all the people in Jinpo Town died at the hands of Fiddlesticks. I think this should be the prelude.

Regarding what happened in Milton Manor, Levi's mood was a bit complicated, and it would be a little bit pleasant to say it.

After all, he was cheated so badly. He worked for three years as a vain worker. Although he was provided with food and housing, he lost a piece of treasure that could be said to be unique in this world, and he also lost his freedom and dignity.

It can be said that he was very angry.

But to say that Milton has a life-and-death enmity with him?

That's not the case, if he falls into his own hands, at most he will be beaten up violently, and then he will repay the bill, and then give himself ten years of free labor, so it can almost be forgiven.

What's more, there are so many people in that manor, most of them have no grievances or enmity with him, and they will all die...

It's none of my business.

Levi took one last look, turned around resolutely, and was about to leave. It wasn't me who brought Fiddlesticks over. Unfortunately, taking pleasure in others' misfortunes is already at the level of a good person. Why don't you let yourself pay them a silent tribute?

So many people die every day in the world, and I have to save them one by one?

I'm sorry, it's beyond the scope of my business. I'm just a wine seller at best, but I can't bear the title of Virgin Mary.

"Hurry up and save me!"

At this moment, a cry came from the darkness not far away, not like calling for help, but like an order.

Yes, it's like an officer issuing an order to his subordinates - you must save me.

It's just that in that seemingly steady voice, there is an uncontrollable trill.

Li Weisi turned his head subconsciously, and at this moment a white light lit up in the sky, which happened to reveal the appearance of that person.

It was a man holding a broadsword, strong and strong, like a warrior, dressed in gorgeous and noble clothes, but at this moment he was running towards him in a very embarrassed appearance, and he was shouting while running.

"I'm Baron Milton, save me!"

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PS:

The first update and the second update will come later, and I will work hard to code them out. At present, the plot is gradually on the right track, and I will speed up the pace. I have already figured out a lot of plots after that, and I am improving the plot.

Boys, tickets~~~

Chapter 31 Chapter 22 Mage?Come kill one!

Back to half an hour ago,

After listening to his butler's daily routine report, Milton Crownguard stayed in his study admiring the mechanical watch he bought from a little man three years ago—it seemed to be called that, and it was said to be Peel Twerf's most precious and one-of-a-kind timepiece.

He didn't believe it at the time, but when he saw this strange watch for the first time, he immediately changed his attitude and became convinced.

Of course, considering the issue of confidentiality, he has not left his fief in the past three years-this is also related to the exquisiteness of that watch.

This clock is somewhat similar to a pocket watch, but it is much more gorgeous, and there are metal clasps at the upper and lower ends. After researching, Milton found that it could be worn on the hand.

You only need to lift up your sleeves a little bit, and you can find this ingenious mechanical creation in your hand. If such a combination of machinery and art appears at a noble party, hehe, shouldn't it suppress the audience?

However, Milton is determined not to let anyone other than himself see this watch. He is self-aware. If you keep an eye on it, this watch will definitely fail.

Either hand it over to the family, or be bought by those big nobles.

Although they may pay a good price for the sake of the crown guard, is the most important thing for nobles is money?

vulgar!

This is unique!unique!

Therefore, occasionally when the mood strikes, Milton will have people light candles on the many silver candlesticks in the study, brightly illuminate the huge study, and then sit on his chair and look at his treasures with a magnifying glass. .

"I really don't know how the people in Piltover made this thing, it's so beautiful." Milton sighed.

Just as he was about to pour a glass of wine to add to the fun, some voices sounded from the corridor outside the study. They were human voices. At first, he couldn't hear them clearly, but as time passed, the voices became clear and loud after a few seconds.

"George, you bloody servant, what are you doing here!"

"Valentin?" Milton frowned when he heard it clearly. He was the butler and subordinate who had followed him for many years, and he was the most trustworthy person. Based on what he knew about him, why would he make such a noise in the corridor of his study?

Even if he scolded the servant, he should have taken it somewhere else.

Forget it, probably that servant did something too outrageous, Valentine was really pissed off.Milton shook his head, not prepared to take care of it - if he had to come forward for this kind of thing, then Valentine, the housekeeper, would be the end.

And at this moment, his voice sounded again from outside the corridor,

"George, you bloody servant, what are you doing here!"

Strangely, the voice was exactly the same as before, and it seemed to be getting closer and closer to the study.

What the hell is Valentine doing.Milton frowned, a little angry, and was about to stand up

Come and go outside the study and scold him.

Regardless of thinking about it in a blink of an eye, he also followed him through life and death, so we should give him some face after all.So after thinking about it, he just sat on the chair and said loudly: "Be quiet, Valentine."

Then something seemed to answer outside the door.

But Milton knew right away that it wasn't him.

The voice is very similar to Valentine, but it feels forced out, like that kind of old and rusty iron cage, the sound of creaking, choking, clattering, clacking, clattering, and it can't stop no matter how hard it is.

"Valentine?"

"Yes, master." The voice was still very strange, compared to scolding the servant before, it was more like...

Milton was a soldier who had been on the battlefield after all, and anyone with the crown guard in his name was not easy to mess with, so he immediately became vigilant.

He first put the exquisite clock in his hand back into a stone box inlaid with gems, and then turned the bookshelf vigorously, a small secret room was slowly exposed from behind the bookshelf.

It was a secret room full of treasures, including antiques, sculptures, gold, silver and jewelry, as well as extraordinary weapons and armor, and even exquisite staffs inlaid with magic gems.

Milton first put the stone box in place, and then took a pure white broadsword and pulled it out of the scabbard.

It was a broadsword full of violent beauty, but its blade was not as smooth as a mirror like other steel swords, but resembled jade.

In fact, this is a broad sword made of forbidden magic stone and mithril steel. It is an imitation of the storm sword. It is called the strong wind sword.

It took a lot of effort for Milton to get it, and it was not that there were no other sharp weapons in the treasury, but in the scene before him, it is natural to choose this kind of weapon that is special against mages.

If the assassin came, it must be thunder in the silent place. When you find him, you will definitely be hit by thunder, instead of the strange atmosphere like now.

It seems to be saying, I am coming, you run away.

Hmm, only those damn black magicians would do such a thing.Milton put on another breastplate, which was the battle armor he had when he was in the Fearless Vanguard Legion, and it was also made of Mithril steel mixed with forbidden magic stone.

However, because there are no attendants right now, he only put on the breastplate, and there is no time to wear the rest of the armor—who knows when the intruder who is suspected of being a black magician outside the door will attack, in case he is caught If you want to attack while you are wearing armor, wouldn't you be a target?

After putting on the wearable equipment, Milton closed the secret room, held the broadsword in one hand, took a silver candlestick with candlelight, walked to the door of the study and opened the door.

crunch~~

The bearings of the study door seemed to be rusted, making a tooth-piercing creaking sound.

The corridor outside the study was dark, with no light at all. The candlelight in Milton's hand was suppressed to less than half a meter around his body, surrounded by shadows as deep as water.

Play tricks.Milton walked downstairs with a sullen face. As a warrior, it was obviously not a wise choice to face those spellcasters in the dark in the building.

His steady footsteps echoed in the corridor.

He wasn't in a panic. Although he hadn't been on the battlefield for many years, his own combat skills were not unfamiliar. Coupled with the magic-forbidden suit on his body, there was really no need to be afraid of black magicians.

Come kill one!

Then,

Boom boom boom!

The footsteps in the corridor became chaotic, and something seemed to be moving quickly in the sticky darkness behind him. Milton suddenly raised the candlestick and looked behind him.

From a distance, he saw a figure at the corner of the opposite corridor, a stiff figure, and he could be vaguely seen standing at attention in a twisted cross shape. The corridor was so silent, except for Baron Milton's breathing, there was only one sound. There was the haunting flickering of a rusty lantern.

crunch ~ crunch ~

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Chapter 32 Chapter 23 The Monster

Is this the black mage?Or his evil magic?Milton had no experience in fighting magic. He clenched the broadsword in his hand, ready to charge forward and kill the enemy.

If a magic seeker was here at this time, they would never make such a mistake, because they knew that the mage was not stupid, on the contrary, it could be said to be extremely cunning, who knew if it was a trap?

"The protector gives me strength." Milton habitually prayed, and placed the candlestick on an ornament on the wall of the corridor. The dim candlelight could barely see the target clearly.

Now he took a deep breath on the spot, and the muscular muscles on his body quickly became active.

Locking on the target, fighting with a sword,

"kill!"

The sound exploded like thunder, and the footsteps stepped heavily on the floor to make a dull sound. The whole person was like an arrow off the string, and the distance of 100 meters was reached in an instant.

The stiff standing figure was close at hand, but because the light was too dim, he couldn't tell who it was. He was still standing on the spot with his hands raised, like...

Like a scarecrow!

He didn't respond to Baron Milton who was approaching rapidly, and stayed where he was, the swaying lantern made a creaking sound.

Baron Milton locked on the target, and a powerful momentum burst out suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, he hid the broad sword in his arms, and the strong wind sword picked up the strong wind, and stabbed straight forward with the momentum of wind and thunder.

Chill!

The sound seemed to have pierced a piece of cloth, and the touch from the tip of the sword was also empty. After a slight obstruction, it was full of nothingness.